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			<title>&quot;School&quot;</title>
			<description>I told you it was a bit unconventional. </description>
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			<title>Dad</title>
			<description>You had asked about my relationship with my dad at some point. I didn't answer at the time. </description>
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			<title>True Magic </title>
			<description>One of the first things you asked was what I remember about my childhood off the top of my head. </description>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>This is the hardest thing I have ever attempted to write. And I apologise in advance if it upsets someone. But, before I write anything else, I just need to say something. If you are looking for some cutesy little story about two kids finding true love and living happily ever after, then I&amp;rsquo;m s..</description>
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			<title>&quot;How I Lost It&quot;</title>
			<description>I'm not too sure what I am supposed to be writing here. Honestly, I doubt this will help very much, but Dr. Cratters believes differently. So, I guess this is welcome. </description>
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			<title>To My Dearest Arch</title>
			<description>The letter Abbisett had written Arch when she was losing her mind.</description>
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			<title>Christofer</title>
			<description>The narrative life of Christopher.</description>
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			<title>Fades</title>
			<description>We lost the world that dayCastawaysNever to be seen again.And every yearIt&amp;rsquo;s the same old jeer.Until the sunlight fadesWe were never heroes of any kindAnd we were always too afraid of the limelightTo apologize </description>
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